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Unslumbering
The soul floats unslumbering,
In an arsenal of crystalline darts
That rounds beyond the trumpet sound;
An earnest place that thunders quietness,
A deepness where a sleight of hand is destined.
In an arsenal of crystalline darts
That rounds beyond the trumpet sound;
An earnest place that thunders quietness,
A deepness where a sleight of hand is destined.
Published 28th Mar 2014
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